"I'm not Hinda Godwin. I won't remain calm if my wife sits on my lap."
If his wife sits on his lap, he will definitely lose control.
Hanson didn't think there was anything wrong with his thoughts.
Men always have some thoughts when facing their beautiful wives; it would be abnormal if they didn't.
Although his thoughts were a bit excessive, it was human nature.
Vania replied, "Very well, she couldn't argue with that."
She knew she couldn't outwit him with her sharp tongue.
She asked, "Can't you be as aloof in front of me as you are outside?"
Hanson, in front of others, was synonymous with aloofness and self-restraint.
He acted like an old monk, but the contrast was particularly striking when he was with her.
Thinking of his wife's request, Hanson suddenly became aloof and self-restrained. "Do you like this one?"
He could show off the type of things his wife liked anytime, anywhere.
Of course, only his wife had this privilege.
However, it was limited to showing off. He couldn't be self-restrained.
Before Vania appeared, maybe he could.
But after she appeared, it was impossible.
He was caught off guard.
Vania patted her slightly flushed face and said, "At least for now, I really like it. Keep it up."
She mentioned those words to prevent him from saying embarrassing things in front of her.
"No need." Hanson couldn't be bothered to pretend, his true self had long been seen by Vania.
If he acted aloof now, wouldn't it cause trouble for himself?
How could he have close contact with his wife if he acted aloof and self-restrained?
Vania said, "Fine. He can say whatever he wants."
After a nap, she felt much better and immediately changed the subject. "Let's go, see Liam first."
The atmosphere in this room was a bit ambiguous; it would be better to go out and relax.
But Hanson didn't move at all; he was very dissatisfied with his wife's concern for Liam.
He said, "You still need to rest now. It's not too late to see him when you're better."
As for when Vania would be better, he would decide.
"I think I'm fine now."
Just as Vania was about to get out of bed, Hanson held her down. "I think you have something; lie down."
After losing so much blood, it would take at least ten days or half a month to recover.
Of course, Vania didn't know that Hanson thought of her as so weak. Otherwise, she would definitely get up and prove to him that she was fine.
"But..."
"No buts." Hanson interrupted her reasoning. "The doctor has already been here; he's fine now."
Just thinking that his wife's blood was flowing in that man's body made this jealous man feel uncomfortable.
He became even more dissatisfied with Liam, but this dissatisfaction wouldn't affect the trust between them as sworn brothers.
He simply didn't like Liam getting close to Vania.
This should be attributed to a man's possessiveness.
Hanson thought that if Liam saw him now, he would definitely be very pleased, so he wouldn't give that man a chance.
Vania could tell that this guy's jealousy had reached its peak.
She could only speak seriously. "Saving a life is more important than building a seven-story pagoda, not to mention you guys are still relatives."
With this explanation, he shouldn't be jealous anymore, right?
Hanson didn't want to listen to these theories at all.
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